Anton wheeled Tony into Cameron's room, Ziva following behind with Maddox and Jacob. Cameron was sitting up in bed, anticipating Tony's arrival.
"Hey man, you look bad." Cameron said and Tony chuckled. He looked as bad as Tony felt, which was bad. He hid the great pain that had been coursing through his body ever since he woke up with his usual chipper, joking attitude, so Ziva wouldn't worry more than she had.
"I feel bad. But man... You look worse." He said and Tony smiled. Anton backed into the shadows and Tony looked at him.
"Anton, my man! Come on! Converse with us!" Tony said and Anton smiled. He shook his head and smiled thinly.
"I can not, PFC DiNozzo. I have to get back to work." He said and Tony nodded.
"Okay, but man, call me Tony. Oh, and if you want to know, this is Cameron Stone. Cameron, this is Anton Benito." He said and Anton nodded.
"Very well, Tony. Goodbye." He said and left the room, but stuck his head back in after a few moments. "Oh… and Dr. Chazan told me to let you know that you are being transferred to DC in two days."
"Okay… thanks, Anton!" Tony said happily than looked at Cameron. "Okay… well, Cameron. This is my amazing wife, Ziva." Tony said, lifting the hand that was entwined with Ziva's to gesture towards her...
"Lance Corporal Cameron Stone, m'am. I have heard a lot about you." Cameron said, sticking out one of his plaster covered arms. "You can call me Cameron."
"Very well, you may call me Ziva." Ziva said, smiling widely.
"This is my daughter, Olivia; she's the oldest of the three. Her favorite color is purple, her favorite cartoon is the Wonder Pets, her favorite food is any form of chicken, she has a mix between mine and Zee's personality, her favorite movie is Cars, and she can speak Italian, Hebrew, Spanish, and English. Her favorite language is Hebrew." Tony said, smiling down to the peacefully sleeping form in his lap.
"Impressive." Cameron said and Tony smiled.
"Yep. Anyways, this is Maddox; he's the youngest. He can speak three other languages too. His favorite cartoon is Handy Manny, he acts just like his mom, his favorite food is sausage and pineapple pizza, his favorite language is Italian, his favorite movie is Monsters vs. Aliens, and his favorite color's orange." Tony said, nodding his head towards Maddox. "This is Jacob, the middle child; he's multi-lingual, his favorite color is yellow, his favorite language is Spanish, his favorite food is any form of Chinese or Japanese food, he acts just like me, and his favorite show is Diego, and his favorite movie is Meet the Robinsons."
"Wow, you know a lot about your kids man. Bet you don't know that much about Ziva." He said, winking at her. She smiled back and Tony grinned.
"I bet I do."
"Prove it."
"Her favorite show is the Ellen DeGeneres Show, her favorite food is plain cheese pizza, her favorite language is Italian, her favorite movie is the Sound of Music, and her favorite color is red. Oh, and she can speak, let's see, Russian, Hebrew, English, German, Yiddish, Spanish, French, and Italian." Tony smiled triumphantly.
"You did well, Tony. You actually got all of it right." She said and he smiled.
"Yep, I'm good like that." He laughed and Cameron smiled, then looked at Ziva.
"Ziva, you can lay the kids down on the bed. It won't hurt me." Cameron said and Ziva nodded.
"Toda." She said and Cameron nodded.
"Al lo Davar. I was never told you are Israeli." Cameron said, looking to Tony and he shrugged.
"It didn't seem relevant." Tony said and Ziva looked at Cameron.
"You speak Hebrew?"
"Not well. A few phrases here and there." Cameron said modestly.
"He's fluent in Hebrew, French, Italian, Spanish, and German." Tony corrected him and Ziva smiled.
"We will have to find a new language to use for privacy." She said and Tony grinned.
"Russian?" He suggested and she looked around thoughtfully.
"It is unusual for us, but I am sure it will work." She said and everyone laughed, for some odd reason. It just felt good for them to all be together and safe.